Sequence: The God Eater

Zhao Si looked confused.

He originally planned to send Liu Dazhi back to the safe zone and then go back to hunt the gods.

But now Liu Dazhi has put his things here again, so that he will not be able to leave for a while.

Although he is a warm-hearted person, he is not a good man who doesn't care about himself for others.

"Liu Dazhi, if you leave your bag here with me, won't I have to follow you all the time? You have entered the safe zone, can't you handle the rest of the matter by yourself?"

Qin Siyang smiled at Zhao Sifang again: "Brother Zhao, don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory answer later! Your whole family will thank you!"

"On behalf of my whole family, I would like to thank you in advance! Liu Dazhi, we met on the road. I was kind enough to bring you back. You can't rely on me..."

Qin Siyang entered the gate of the safe zone without explaining.

Zhao Sifang was very helpless.

I wanted to throw Qin Siyang's bag directly on the ground.

However, years of self-cultivation prevented him from making such a move, so he had no choice but to follow suit.

Entering the safe area, Qin Siyang immediately smelled a pungent aroma and the smell of burnt paste.

Look carefully, good guys, a group of people are burning incense and paper for themselves.

The scene is also very grand.

Most people burn paper in a brazier.

There were too many people burning paper for Qin Siyang, so he customized a fire jar, which was about the same size as two bathtubs.

A circle of people gathered around, burning paper with Qin Siyang and crying about missing him.

Some of these people were wearing church clothes, some were in school formal wear, some were in coalition government uniforms, and some were in army camouflage.

Some of these people have dark eyes and yellow skin, some have blond hair and blue eyes, some have dark skin and curly hair, and some have brown skin and red hair.

However, different organizations, different nationalities, the same kind of mourning.

Everyone burst into tears and cried all over the place.

Even though he saw it once before leaving the safe zone in the morning, Zhao Sifang still stared at this strange sight.

Qin Siyang looked at it from a distance and couldn't help but sigh, it's really incredible.

Those who didn’t know thought it was the head of the coalition government who died.

Behind them, there are several cameras taking close-up shots of the whole process.

Qin Siyang didn't know whether this was to record the tragic moments of their lives, or to gain more benefits at the negotiation table later.

Walking further, Qin Siyang was even more amazed when he saw his own tablet.

That's not called a tablet.

That is obviously a stone tablet!

Whose memorial tablet is two or three meters high? !

The memorial tablet was erected in the temporary mourning hall, and the tribute table in front of it was filled with offerings.

Buddha jumps over the wall, squirrel and mandarin fish, three no sticks, nine turns of large intestine, three sets of duck, and eight delicacies soup.

Qin Siyang was filled with anger.

Reluctant tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

I have never eaten such good food in my life! It was served even though it was dead!

Damn it, the dead are better than the living? !

Behind the tributes and the incense burner stood a one-foot-long black-and-white photo of Qin Siyang. It was Qin Siyang's avatar on his account at the God Killing Camp.

Qin Siyang looked at himself in the photo and was quite dissatisfied.

Her hair style was a bit messy, her clothes were balled up, and she looked shabby no matter what.

"This photo really doesn't look good. I need to change it when I have time."

Behind the stone tablet, there stood a gorgeous coffin. The lacquered wood is carved with patterns, the color is heavy, and it looks like a generous work at first glance.

Needless to say, it should be equipped with Qin Siyang's clothes or daily necessities.

In front of the memorial tablet, people come from time to time to offer incense and offer condolences.

Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang stood aside.

Zhang Kuang kept his head down and answered messages on his mobile phone, his brows furrowed, as if he was dealing with a difficult matter.

Li Tianming stared at the stone tablet blankly.

His hair was very messy, like a bush hanging on a smooth pebble.

He also looked slightly haggard.

He kept his hands in his pockets and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Li Tianming lowered his head and sighed,

Although Li Tianming didn't cry.

But Qin Siyang knew that he was the only person in the audience who was somewhat saddened by his death.

Zhao Sifang said: "Liu Dazhi, you have been here for a long time, what are you doing? If you are fine, I will leave first... Hey, Liu Dazhi, why do you look a bit like Qin Siyang in the photo?"

Qin Siyang laughed: "Brother Zhao, you have offered incense to him, so you should have paid homage to his body. When you saw me outside the safe zone, didn't you realize that I look similar to Qin Siyang?"

Zhao Sifang didn't even think that the Liu Dazhi in front of him was Qin Siyang, and said impatiently: "I don't know him, why would I pay homage to his body? I just went to Zhuxiang and passed away."

"That's right. We don't have much interaction, so why should Shangxiang be so serious?"

Qin Siyang turned back and smiled at Zhao Sifang: "Brother Zhao, help me keep my things safe first and don't tell anyone."

"Huh? What do you want to do?"

"I want to put on a good show."

Then, Qin Siyang swaggered towards Qin Siyang's memorial tablet in a dress that only covered his crotch.

Qin Siyang didn't take two steps when he was immediately stopped by someone: "Hey, what are you doing! If you want to burn incense, you have to queue up!"

"I'm going to incense myself and I still have to wait in line?"

"You give it to yourself..."

The man stared at Qin Siyang, then looked at the black and white photo in front of him, then stared at Qin Siyang, and then looked at the black and white photo in front of him.

My head was swaying back and forth, but I couldn't say a word.

Qin Siyang walked through the long queue.

Immediately, someone discovered that his appearance was exactly the same as the one in the portrait.

One person shouted: "Qin Siyang is not dead?!!"

Then, everyone was stunned.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at him, unable to believe what had happened.

In the shocked eyes of the crowd, Qin Siyang walked to his own tablet.

Zhang Kuang, who was replying to the message, and Zhao Longfei, who was busy arranging the funeral, also looked at Qin Siyang in shock.

Li Tianming saw Qin Siyang approaching and his eyes widened.

"Qin Siyang?! You kid is not dead?!"

Qin Siyang smiled: "I'm disappointed that you are still alive."

"Where have you been these days?! How did you survive?!"

"Let's talk about it later. There are other important things to do today."

"Other important things? The most important thing now is your funeral..."

Qin Siyang pointed at the red crystal.

"This thing should be mine, right?"

"Yes..."

"That's good."

Qin Siyang took the red crystal on the tribute table in his hand and looked at it carefully.

After looking at it several times, it was exactly the same as the crystals in his bag.

He raised his lips.

He made a fortune.

In the distance, Zhao Sifang, who was staring at everything in amazement, was in a turmoil.

Zhao Sifang was dumbfounded.

It turned out that the "scourge" he had been scolding all the way was right in front of him? !

Isn't this just calling someone names and scolding them in person?

Only people with extremely low quality would do this!

He was influenced by his family and behaved according to the rules.

This... is too embarrassing.

Forget it.

After all, Qin Siyang was going to join Nanrong University, and he had a close relationship with his second uncle.

Bringing him back was a good thing for the family.

Zhao Sifang thought of something and frowned.

If he was Qin Siyang... then what was in the bag he brought back from outside the safe zone?

Driven by curiosity, Zhao Sifang quietly opened his backpack.

"Fuck you!!"